Perfect World: Reborn as the Burial Master, you will become stronger after burying the corpse

"Shi Hao, I want to go back to my burial place and lie down. You and Junior Sister Ling'er will be careful in everything you do in the next few days!"

Seeing the sparse red hair on his arms, Tang Sanzian couldn't help but shake his head.

No way, this is cause and effect.

If you move something you shouldn't, something will happen to you.

What's more, those are all magic weapons and characters closely related to the early Huangtian Emperor.

It was Huo Ling'er who really fell in love with him.

Even Xiaota took the initiative to join him.

That doesn't work.

Those have all been changed, and the fate that originally belonged to Emperor Huang Tian was changed.

You deserve some punishment!

If this happens to others, it will most likely get worse.

Finally, the whole body is covered with red hair, which indicates an ominous old age.

But for the burial owner and the burial soil under him, this is a bit tricky at best.

It's not going to kill you.

As long as you bury yourself for a period of time, you can hide it from the outside world and even cover up your previous aura.

This situation is somewhat similar to the death of the body and the disappearance of the Tao, and the red hair will naturally disappear.

After hearing Tang San's words, the naughty boy in front of him was a little confused.

But he quickly patted his head.

"I know, brother must have eaten too much. Can't I put less pepper in the future?"

OK.

You must understand it this way.

In response to this, Tang Sanzong just laughed.

This brat, Emperor Huang, had such low emotional intelligence when he was young.

However, this kind of innocent character seems to be able to make more friends.

It's also pretty good!

"Senior brother, are you really okay? What are these red hairs?"

Seeing something strange about Tang Sanzong's body, Huo Ling'er suddenly showed a very anxious expression.

This damn love actually spread in the body of this Fire Nation princess.

sin, sin!

Seeing Huo Ling'er wanting to come over and help him, Tang Sanzian quickly waved his hand.

"Junior sister, don't come close to me, this thing is contagious!"

While speaking, this guy quickly winked at Shi Hao beside him.

Fortunately, this kid is pretty smart.

He grabbed Huo Ling'er's arm.

"Junior sister, we have to listen to senior brother, come with me!"

"Let me go, I will leave on my own!"

Unexpectedly, Huo Ling'er didn't appreciate it and actually pushed the naughty kid aside.

But the latter doesn’t feel that big either.

Instead, he muttered quietly.

"Just go by yourself. I don't want to talk to a fat woman like you!"

Okay, I really don’t know why Emperor Huangtian, who had such a low emotional intelligence back then, had so many beauties around him?

Is it because these girls are used to intrigues?

So you all want an innocent boyfriend?

"Hmph! It's tasteless!"

Huo Ling'er rolled his eyes at Shi Hao out of the corner of his eye, and Huo Ling'er turned around and looked at Tang Sanzong again.

Then he reluctantly waved goodbye to him.

"Brother, take care, we will come back to find you!"

That was Huo Ling'er's affectionate look back.

Tang Sanzian found that his back was itchy, and there seemed to be a few red hairs poking out of his pores.

What kind of curse is this?

It's so scary!

No, you have to lie down quickly and bury yourself!

Watching a few people walk away, Tang Sanzong slowly took out his own burial soil.

"Cuckoo!"

"call!"

The endless burial soil seems ordinary and gloomy, but it contains amazing miracles.

The surface is shrouded in a thick gray-black aura, like an ancient stone tablet eroded by time and years, dim and silent.

However, beneath this gray and black surface, there is a splendid wonderland hidden.

In this fairyland, colorful lights flash continuously, like stars falling on the sea, and like thousands of flowers blooming in the dark night.

This light illuminates every corner of the burial ground, making the whole world seem like a dream.

Under the illumination of the colorful light, the gray-black breath seemed to be given life, constantly rolling and flowing, as if it was a mysterious breath of chaos.

In an instant, the golden light was like the rising sun in the morning, lighting up the whole world.

"Ouch, comfortable!"

Tang San left a big hole for himself and fell down.

The light seemed to have magical power, making the seemingly desolate and lonely burial ground full of life.

Under the reflection of this light, every inch of the burial soil exudes a mysterious light, as if a long-lost treasure is being reawakened.

The entire burial soil seemed to have turned into a huge treasure gourd, filled with colorful auras.

The light wandered in the darkness, like elves dancing. They jumped and rotated in the air, forming a magnificent picture.

Darkness and light are intertwined, as if telling an ancient and mysterious story.

"Let me have a good sleep. I haven't felt so relaxed in a long time!"

For the entire avenue, the burial soil is definitely a very unnatural existence.

After being buried, the perception of heaven and earth will be cut off.

If the whole world is regarded as a system, this system will be misunderstood. At this moment, Tang San's burial is gone.

Ga!

Therefore, some of the punishment and karma originally imposed on him should also dissipate with the disappearance of life.

Just when the soil completely buried Tang San's body.

Some of the red hairs on his arms seemed to have lost some kind of power, and slowly withered and fell like flowers and plants.

"Zizzizi!"

When these withered red hairs merged with the burial soil, they seemed to turn into dark auras that penetrated deep into it.

Bring nourishment to this land.

At the same time, energy overflowed from the locations where the guys who had been buried before were located.

For example, Lao Nong, the sacrifice spirit of Nong Village, and the little beauty Yu Zimo, including the location where Shi Yi was buried, seemed to have reactions.

"call!"

"Shhhhhh!"

In the few deep pits left before that, it seemed that the breath of life of several colors was slowly flowing.

These breaths are like the call of ancient secrets, gathering from every corner.

Finally, a colorful mist condensed over the big pit where Tang San was buried.

This piece of colorful mist seemed to have mysterious power, as if it was paying tribute to the owner of Tang San's burial soil, and it seemed like it was performing some kind of silent sacrifice.

With subtle fluctuations, they slowly gathered in the direction of Tang San's burial.

It seemed to be nourishing his body in a unique way, making his life force more continuous.

On this magical burial land, no matter how powerful or noble the former creatures were, they must pay tribute to the real owner of this land.

This has been the rule of this land since ancient times, and it is also the supreme privilege of the burial owner.

Only those who truly control the destiny of this land can enjoy these silent tributes.

Tang San's burial was the supreme master of this vast burial land. His strength and wisdom made all living beings willing to offer their loyalty to him.

"My sword, Fenbaoya!"

However, there is something special among these tributes.

That is the scheming master from Butian Pavilion.

While offering his tribute, the founder of Butian Pavilion also did not forget his broken sword.

Tang Sanzian, who originally wanted to have a good sleep, opened his eyes impatiently.

"I know, I know! I originally planned to sleep until Baiduan Mountain was closed, you old guy..."

It turns out that this was Tang San's original plan for burial.

In order not to continue to plunder Emperor Huangtian's opportunities and get involved in any big karma.

So he chose a way to lie down.

But I didn't expect that I would not be able to lie down. This master would not let this destined person go so easily!

"Remember, remember, divide Baoya again!"

"boom!"

It was a loud noise, but fortunately it was already night time.

Otherwise it will definitely attract nearby creatures.

When Tang San woke up from his burial soil, he was cursing.

It’s been a few days since the outside world!